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Chapter 32: Secret Garden
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Will’s garden housed a variety of indoor plants and colorful flowers. As Una walked further into the garden, she saw a row of red roses that were mostly in full bloom, giving off a sweet scent. She leaned and let the flowers brush against her face.
“Do you like roses?” she heard Will from behind.
She turned around to face him. “I think they’re pretty.” She was lightly shaking.
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